Rehana aappa ko let kar T.V. dekhne ki aadat thi aur me unse kafee ghule mil gaya tha isliye wo mere samane hi TV dekhate dekhate so jati thi aur unke...one ke baad mai unke bagal me so jaata tha aur unki ladki ko chupke se beech me se hatakar apne dusri taraf sula leta tha. Is baat ko Rehana aapa ne 2-3 din se notice kar rahi thi par unhone kuch nahi kaha jisse meri himmat aur badh gayi.Ek din aise hi jab Rehana aappa TV dekhate dekhate so gayi tab mene himmat karke apna hath unke pet par rakh. She wanted the real thing but was being deprived of it."Why?" You wanted a fuck," the man said. There was no smile in his voice now. She shuddered, knowing that she had just stepped over the line."Fuck her hard with it. And you, sweet one, keep your mouth shut."The thing was moving quickly now, ramming deep into her. The other mouth continued to keep her tits occupied, and she felt her body open in two with the building climax. She was struggling to keep her moans to herself when one bite. We first met him mainly by accident on a weekend when we booked a room locally for a getaway , we had been sitting at the hotel bar when we noticed he was kind of down so we engaged in conversation with him he told us that he had not been home in weeks and that his job had just extended this project one more week that he missed his wife and was getting pretty frustrated etc etc, so anyway back to this story I will post that one another time.The day arrives and he calls me to let me know to meet. The fear quickly vanishes and I remember the card that I hold. My attention connects with him and I feel the darker energy muffled with the soft tiredness. Perhaps it’s all my projection. He is beautiful in that moment. What does he want? Our conversation swings from his business to me undressing, taking orders from him, to me offering my own knowledge of the psychology of people. It's an interesting scene where we both know a sexual event will occur for the trading of money yet we're talking.